Under One Person: I Rebuilt Trinity Gate in Modern Times

Chapter 123: Inviting the Ancestors to Come Out
After all, Wang Bing is possessed by the two masters of Eagle Claw Fist and Horizontal Training, and his close combat skills are completely on a different level than before. He does not care about the consumption of the essence of his soul and spirit.

He used his palm to support his fist and collided with Qin Che.

As soon as the force was released, he made another move, with five fingers like hooks, grabbing Qin Che's shoulder. Eagle Claw Fist belongs to the category of traditional martial arts. Apart from the moves for external performance, this type of moves actually has many other fighting methods.

It looked like he was grabbing the shoulder, but in fact it was because Qin Che's neck was well defended, so Wang Bing could only change his tactics temporarily and attack the shoulder.

Wang Bing's fingertips emitted gusts of cold wind, which landed heavily on Qin Che, but this attack did not have any effect. Qin Che did not even retreat a step and allowed Wang Bing to attack him.

Wang Bing's punch was unable to break Qin Che's defense in the reverse state.

After entering the second level, Qin Che's body has been said to be invulnerable to swords and guns in the secular sense. Even if he gets injured, he can recover quickly. Therefore, Qin Che can exchange injuries for kills at any cost, and he can be called the king of chaos battles.

The two fought back and forth for dozens of moves. The body of the grandmaster Henglian and the fierce attack of the Eagle Claw Fist combined perfectly on Wang Bing.

Although he can fight Qin Che on equal terms for a short period of time.

However, Qin Che knew very well that this kind of parity could not last long.

Qin Che, who is in the reverse life state, can fight at this intensity for a long time without sleeping.

But with Wang Bing's cultivation foundation, he could only last for ten minutes at most.

After Wang Bing punched Qin Che with all his might, he suddenly retreated. Behind Qin Che, three dark red fireballs had covered the area.

In the reflection of the firelight, Qin Che's expression did not change at all. Qin Che only made a light gesture and his mind moved.

Just like a sorcerer casting a spell, he whispered: "One Qi creates the universe, there is no other hand!"

Qin Che's eyes were determined. Ever since he gained the power to take charge of Wuyuan Mountain, Qin Che had spent a lot of time pondering the expansion of Sanyi's methods, but he never had the opportunity to test them in actual combat. Today's battle with Wang Bing was just right!

The innate Qi that had been gathering and dispersing around Qin Che and condensing into clouds and mist suddenly took shape again.

It quickly transformed into three huge snow-white palms, as if made of clouds and mist, and then immediately met the three fireballs.

Among all the magic spells in the world, no matter whether it is lightning, fire, wind or thunder, there is only one method of thunder magic in the Tianshi Mansion that can induce heavenly calamity and guide real thunder.

All other spells are based on the use of true Qi to sense the changes in heaven and earth and manifest themselves.

As long as its essence is composed of Qi, it should be able to be blocked by Qi.

Qin Che developed the Wuxiang Hand precisely to deal with the magic techniques he created, using his innate Qi to block the Qi of the Five Elements.

Sure enough, with the collision of the Wuxiang Hand and the fireballs, the three fierce fireballs were unable to penetrate at all. Instead, they dissipated on their own and turned into the five elements' aura and returned to the world.

After dealing with these fireballs, the Formless Hand condensed by Qin Che did not disappear, but continued to capture the surrounding dark spirits.

There seemed to be some kind of effect of dissolving spiritual energy in Wuxiang's hand. When the evil spirit came into contact with Wuxiang's hand, it was also slowly dissolved.

The battle between Qin Che and Wang Bing has exceeded the imagination of most extraordinary people, because the battle between the two was so loud and the methods they used were too many.

The excitement was even more shocking than the battle between the two warlocks.

Especially the black and white are clearly distinguished on the field, which is full of confrontation.

The one who drives the dark evil spirit is Wang Bing, and the one who can transform into infinite innate energy is Qin Che.

The two of them would occasionally engage in close combat, all head-on confrontations. Even if they were two top-notch masters, they might not be able to put up such a spectacular fight.

Even though the venue has been corroded by cold winds and is chilly, people still come to watch.

However, while some people are horrified by the Wang family's methods, others do not care.

For example, Rongshan, one of the old Tianshi's direct disciples, stood quietly in the stands with his hands folded in his sleeves.

He was not afraid of these methods of controlling spirits or the breeze. After all, his ten disciples were qualified to learn thunder magic.

No matter how powerful such evil spirits are, they are nothing more than a few yin qi in front of thunder magic. This is the restraint of yin objects by the innate yang, which cannot be compensated by any means.

His eyes were more focused on Qin Che, his face was solemn. He had a vague feeling that if he were to go against Qin Che, he would have no chance of winning.

However, Rongshan has a calm temperament. He will not get angry just because there are juniors who are better than him. If he does that, he would not be worthy of being the disciple of Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei.

But surprise was inevitable, he had never seen such a powerful fighting style in his life. The fighting style of punching to the flesh and not caring about the cost was already very impactful, and in this situation, he could actually divide his mind to construct magic.

What if it was Zhang Lingyu? Could he do what Qin Che did? After thinking about it for a while, Rong Shan did not make a specific judgment in his mind.

After all, Zhang Lingyu possessed the two great skills of Golden Light Curse and Thunder Magic, and his talent was better than his own. He was somewhat reluctant to believe that the skills of his own sect would be worse than others, but he was already sweating in his heart.

Wang Bing's methods are the result of the accumulation of Wang family's strengths, while what Qin Che has demonstrated so far are all the result of his own cultivation.

Even those few sword skills were condensed from his own true qi. He already had such strength, if he had some magical tools to support him, he might be able to defeat himself.

While Rong Shan was thinking about this, he saw Qin Che gently toss his hand upwards, and the snow-white true energy wrapped in the dark golden devouring sac flew out and hovered around Qin Che.

Qin Che glanced at the two ghosts performing magic in mid-air.

He raised his finger and said softly, "Go!"

The next moment, a snow-white sword light suddenly shot out from the magic weapon, surrounded by sword energy and pierced through the sky.

The sword energy condensed into a huge wind pressure, blowing away the surrounding black fog. A snow-white magic sword shot out from the devouring sac and passed through the two ghosts who were casting spells.

As the fierce sword energy penetrated the soul body, the two souls that were originally performing magic for the king and the formation suffered severe damage to their soul origins and disappeared directly in mid-air.

In the eyes of everyone, they only saw a white rainbow running through the battlefield. The mysterious feeling in it was indescribable.

A circle of fire ignited on the scroll that Wang Bing took out, and slowly burned away the two figures drawn on the scroll.

This scene made both Wang Ai and Wang Bing feel heartbroken.

Although the art of summoning spirits and generals is powerful and has no threshold to practice, the most difficult part is actually finding souls with deep roots.

The elves that cultivated in the mountains are naturally excellent targets, but this kind of existence is hard to come by, and even if you meet one, you may not be able to defeat it. If the physical body is destroyed, it is called an elf, but if the physical body is not destroyed, it is a great demon.

The Northeastern Ma family does have a large number of elves, but those elves are regarded as gods and predecessors by the Northeastern Ma family.

It is also impossible to hand it over to the Wang family easily, and the true spirits of those masters after their death are also difficult to obtain.

Since the Wang family obtained the power to summon souls and dispatch generals, they have been collecting suitable souls for nearly a hundred years. However, they only have a few of them now, and most of them are the ancestors of the Wang family.

In the battle with Qin Che, two of his meridians were destroyed in a short moment, and the others also had varying degrees of damage. It was impossible not to feel heartbroken.

But it was precisely this kind of damage that made Wang Ai and Wang Bing more determined to destroy Qin Che.

As long as he can defeat Qin Che, Wang Bing will directly drive all the dead souls to forcibly possess Qin Che before Qin Che surrenders. This method will cause severe damage to the soul from the inside. No matter what, this boy cannot be kept!
Wang Bing knew that he had to fight quickly and decisively, as his body could not hold out for much longer.

From then on, Wang began to actively look for opportunities for direct contact.

Qin Che was naturally not afraid, and the two of them collided with each other again. This time, neither Wang Bing nor Qin Che had any strength left, and in an instant, they collided with each other dozens of times.

Wang Bing's attack landed on Qin Che, causing his innate Qi to vibrate continuously.

But when Qin Che hit Wang Bing, a ball of black mist suddenly exploded and burst out from Wang Bing's body.

This is because the energy of the two souls possessing Wang Bing is being consumed.

In such a high-intensity fight.

Wang Bing soon began to feel weak.

Simply dissipating the soul's origin was not enough to dissolve Qin Che's strength. Wang Bing's body began to bruise and swell, and the hidden injuries in his body gradually emerged.

Although Wang Ai's expression as he stood in the stands did not change much, the feeling he gave people was different. From being calm and confident of victory at the beginning, he now clearly seemed unable to accept the situation.

Having come this far, is it still impossible to defeat Qin Che?
As if he could no longer control his emotions, he stabbed the ground three times with his cane.

He shouted down, "My dear grandson, stop being frugal and use that talisman!"

As Wang Ai spoke, Wang Bing, who was in the battle, gritted his teeth and no longer hesitated.

He just made a complicated gesture with his hands, and instantly the evil spirits split into two groups. One group tried its best to stop Qin Che, while the other group of evil spirits returned to his side and lifted Wang Bing into the air.

Wang Bing raised his hand.

The scroll flew in front of Wang Bing.

The king opened the back of the scroll and found only one person drawn on the last part of the paper. That person was holding a magic sword and sitting on the top of a mountain.

This is a statement made based on seniority. The person Wang Ai has to call "Third Uncle" is a senior hero of the Wang family who was willing to sacrifice himself to become a part of the Wang family's heritage.

There was also a piece of green talisman paper rolled up in the scroll. The handwriting on it was simple and crude, and it said someone was being appointed as the Grand Marshal of the Army. This was a talisman for conferring the title of Grand Marshal of the Army.

The king took out the talisman paper, held it between his fingers, and muttered something. In an instant, the last soul in the scroll flew out.

As Wang Bing chanted, waves of the aura of incense and vows surged out and quickly condensed into one with the soul.

"The Wang family has no filial descendants, so we respectfully ask our ancestors to come out of seclusion!"

(End of this chapter)